An unfortunate case of mistaken identity

RoboRat

When I was about 15 I was out shopping with my mother. I had gone back to put the trolley in the bay and on my way back I spotted her car and jumped in, I was messing and shouted: 'What are you waiting for, LETS GO GO GO!' I then noticed that I was not in my mothers car but a car the exact same and the woman beside me was absolutely petrified. What's worse is that she put the car in gear and started to drive. Needless to say I was mortified, she was terrified and I got out of the car and ran back eventually found my mothers car.

Took her a full 20 minutes to stop laughing.

osarusan

In university about 15 years ago, my friend and I got completely drunk and headed home our separate ways. I got home without incident, but he went into the wrong house. Probably one of the houses on either side of his one.

He went for a piss, then opened the fridge and started cooking himself some sausages, before it dawned on him that he was in the wrong house. Turned off cooker and quietly made his way out.

NothingMan

I was in london when I was 11 with a marching band (Yeah I was a cool kid) Anyway, they brought us to a pool for an afternoon. After a bit of a swim I was wandering round and found a jacuzzi, this seemed very exciting to me and I rushed to find my friends and tell them what I found. In my excitement I rounded a corner and almost bumped into a friend and hurredly asked them if they'd seen the jacuzzi. But you guessed it, it wasn't my friend. It was me... or, more accurately, a mirror image of me... I was looking in a mirror... Luckily nobody saw.

RoboRat

It was me... or, more accurately, a mirror image of me... I was looking in a mirror... Luckily nobody saw.

Done that in the Foundry in Carlow, thought the guy looked very familiar and put out my hand to shake his... thankfully I had a few drinks on me.

Apanachi

rambutman wrote: »

years ago when i was in college - there was some flasher doing the rounds - he'd knock on the door of student ladies accommodation - they'd open the door and there'd he be in a ballaclava and a trench coat exhibiting his wares.

Anyway a girl i had previously went out with had a visit by him one night.....the police were called............they took a statement and asked her did she think it was anyone she knew - based on the hairy chest, height and build she thought it looked a bit like me so offered my name up to the police.......luckily enough for me i had a water-tight alibi for the night!!!!

That reminds me of something that happened me years ago when I was in college, there was a rumour that there was a girl who gave fellas a blow job for 50p (no idea who she was or even if it was true or not) anyway, one of my friends told me, that a guy she knew thought I was that girl as did his friends, I shudder to think how many others though I was her too


I swear it wasn't me!!!!

I was in the library in the university of Limerick, studying before one of my exams. One of my class mates was bent over getting a book out from a low shelf. I walked over, and starting using my foot to push him off balance. As he was trying to right himself, I kept pushing him until he kind of rolled over on his back to face me. Wasn't him.

gossipgirl10

I'm reading this thread at work and haven't even managed to get through the first page fully because I keep bursting out laughing to myself and I'm pretty sure people will start to think I'm strange if I keep doing it... looking forward to continuing it later!

amber69

Half way home on a 3 hour drive we stopped for dinner in a hotel. Left the wife to order and ran for the loo, safely there sitting on the jacks I hear someone come in little boy saying to his mother Mammy I don't want to go to the toilet in the girls toilet. . I could not finish quick enough to get out before they or someone else came in.

DipStick McSwindler

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smash

amber69 wrote: »

Half way home on a 3 hour drive we stopped for dinner in a hotel. Left the wife to order and ran for the loo, safely there sitting on the jacks I hear someone come in little boy saying to his mother Mammy I don't want to go to the toilet in the girls toilet. . I could not finish quick enough to get out before they or someone else came in.

Being a male with a name like Amber, I'd say you get confused quite often! :pac:

CucaFace

A friend of mine jumped up onto a strangers back for a piggy back one night thinking it was one of us.

We were across the street in hysterics.

We had been on the beer for a long time when he had done it, but the guy was in total shock as you can imagine when a Stanger jumps onto you and tries to ride you like a horse.


Actually the same friend in a wedding recently during the conga line going in and out of all the tables gave another stranger a little smack on the back of the head thinking it was our friend again.

Dun laoire

A plumber i know and was fixing a sink for the ma, he was pretty much down on all fours fuking about with the bits and bobs under the sink with his big builders arse sticking out for all to see in the kitchen out so i gave him a good rogering. As it works out it wasnt a plumber at all it was my da looking for the bleach.

shamer or wha

Frank Black

amber69 wrote: »

Half way home on a 3 hour drive we stopped for dinner in a hotel. Left the wife to order and ran for the loo, safely there sitting on the jacks I hear someone come in little boy saying to his mother Mammy I don't want to go to the toilet in the girls toilet. . I could not finish quick enough to get out before they or someone else came in.

Too late surely?

demakinz

i used to walk to work every morning a few years ago. the odd morning someone from the job would stop and give me a lift. one morning i was walking along and a car pulled in front of me so i hopped in. turned out to be some random guy who pulled in to answer the phone. I'l never forget his face as he talked on the phone and tried to figure out who the hell i was. he ended up giving me lift to work after and we a laugh about it.

check_six

Judging by this thread it would appear to be a rare enough occasion when someone gets into the correct car.

I can understand how the doors on a car could be open when there is someone already in there, but I don't understand the ones where someone ends up in the wrong house. Surely many houses and dwellings have a lock of some description to keep out random unmotivated intruders? Very odd.

Years ago I used to regularly bump into a lady on the way to work who appeared to know me well. We'd have the normal how's it going chat. She'd ask about other friends I knew, she knew my name, etc., but to this day I have not worked out who the hell she was, or where I knew her from. She was always so cheerful too. Sorry about that mystery lady!

cazzzzz

Senna wrote: »

Just remember, I was out in a disco with an old girlfriend, it was packed and we were walking around to find friends, we were getting separated so she grabbed my hand and started making her way through the crowd, but it wasn't my hand. So this stranger knowing it was meant to be my hand looked back at me and laughed, so I motioned to continue on, he just went along with it, she made it a good distance around the dance floor before she looked around to see him and nearly had a **** attack. Of course me and him were in stitches laughing, she didn't find it as funny, hence why she is now an ex.

You broke up with her for that? Harsh!

cazzzzz

My brother was waiting for a lift from my uncle by Trinity Halls. He saw my uncle's car and when the car didn't stop to collect him he figured my uncle was going to pull in at the traffic lights to let him in. My brother bolted down the road after the car and eventually caught up with the car. He jumped into the back of the car and realized it was two complete randomers. My uncle arrived about 5 minutes later and believe it or not stopped and waited for my brother like a normal person. HAHA!